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Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Cheers and fears

A few weeks ago, we got a phone call from the
principal.I wasn’t all that
surprised…it was only a matter of time.And I’ll admit that I REALLY wasn’t surprised that she was calling about
Zachary.To my utter amazement, she went
on to congratulate us on sending such a great kid to their school.Zach was the recipient of a “Great Kid of the
Week” award.He got to have lunch with
the principal where he received a school keychain.And his teacher wrote the NICEST note about
him.(Totally a keeper).One of the things that Ms. C. wrote about
Zachary was that he is an “eager learner.”Zach has taken these words to heart and we’ve been reminded repeatedly
when he factually states, “Well, I AM an eager learner, you know!”

Ironically, we just got a phone call this
morning that Matthew has now been selected as a Great Kid.Woohoo!

Matthew, last week, told Zachary and I, “So,
it’s not like I have crushes on all the girls in my class, but I really like to
make them laugh.”

“Oh really?” I asked.

“Yes, I just really like the sound of girls’
laughter.”

Kayli, unfortunately, has been a little bit
less girly-laughter lately.She’s
dedicated herself 100% to the terrible two’s.Holy Majoly, her tantrums are something to be seen and heard (or not, if
you have the option).She’s also decided
to go nap-free about 99% of the time which only fuels the cranky-fest fire.

She’s had a new issue lately that we really
need to work through. Let’s say a piece of fuzz is on the floor or a little bit
of hay got out from Scout’s cage.Someone walks by causing a slight breeze and the little object then moves
on its own.She screams and shrieks in
such terror you’d think that something seriously horrific was occurring.(Apparently, to her it is).So, we’ve taken her over to the fuzz or hay
and pointed out what it is and maybe blown on it to show how it can move.(This usually results in her just clingy to
us all the more).Well, this whole
phobia has taken another turn: the child is now literally scared of her own
shadow.For the past couple of hours she’s
refused to walk across the hardwood floor where the kitchn ceiling lights cast
her shadow about.She will just stand
there completely frozen in terror refusing to move.It’s a little funny (at first) but then also
kind of sad ‘cuz she’s genuinely scared but then also annoying and frustrating because
we can’t get anything done!

Mike’s the one who’s been dealing with this
fear factor this morning.He’s working from
home as I’m sick.Like sick-sick.Yesterday afternoon, I started to feel not
awesome.Thankfully, Mike was home in
time to be the awesome back-rubber that he is when I’m puking.He can tell you (if anybody really wanted to
hear the details) that I am an AWFUL puker.It is not one of my gifts.Our
family in general is a puking people.The boys handle it like champs.I’ve
always been a puker myself but I’m SO terrible at it.I freak out.Actually, I’ve looked into it and there’s a fear of vomiting – emetophobia. My fear is more that I feel like I’m choking
and can’t breathe so then I freak out.Puking, to me, is seriously, the Worst. Thing. Ever. And I was so (oddly) proud that I’d made it
many months without throwing up in this house.I was hoping to keep my puke-free streak going for as long as possible,
but shoot, I didn’t even make it a year!

So, now with my fear of vomiting and Kayliana’s fear of
things moving on the floor, maybe we can get a group rate for therapy!